Seattle's Similars

Chapter 2

I sighed softly as I got off of the bus walking up my long driveway. I shivered as fall grew nearer and it was getting cold rather fast. To my surprise my mom wasn't home yet so I unlocked the door and walked inside. Looking around I saw my cat as he was left inside I smiled then dropped my backpack. Browsing Facebook I got even more stressed out, I wrote a post about Kurt Cobain and how I would cry over his death. After I explained that I told everyone to get over it then some comments caught my attention. 'Stop looking up to Kurt Cobain as a God.' I frowned and shut the laptop rather quickly. Clearing my head I felt some tears fall down my face. 'I don't look up to him as a God.' I told myself this over and over before I soon opened my eyes feeling a presence. It was a cold chill but nothing to adnormal about that. Looking down I almost forgot that I was sitting on the floor so I stood up then looked quickly over at the hallway as I swore I saw something. A little freaked out I continued to look at the hallway before I heard my mom's car enter the driveway.